"They say love is based on effort. I say that is a lie. Love is about meeting expectations. Let's say you wanted cold water. I put all my effort and fan the water so it's cold but one day someone comes along and puts ice in your water and that person turns out to be all you're looking for. Love is not something wholly based on effort. Its about meeting expectations." -Anonymous
Every time I write something I'll always say it's been ages since I posted here and well it's kinda true for every post. Once a while when I have a random thought I'll blog about it but these days random thoughts are getting scarce.
So as I step into final year, so many things is coming to an end. The final monsoon. The final year of playing frisbee. The final year of getting late to class because a cow blocked the road like a boss. The final year of looking at pictures of Hokkien Mee to keep your sanity. The final year to drive 7 hours just to get back home. The final year to stress about how much food to store to prepare for the winter. The final year to argue pointlessly on Facebook about extremist university rules which forbids my sexy knobbly knees.
Final year comes with a lot of final chances to do so many things. It's closer to the beginning of a new chapter in life. A lot of times I worry about what am I going to do with my life after I grad,
if i grad *touches wood*. To be honest my short term goal is now to work and earn as much as I can so I can be able to see as much of world before I am confined to an office looking at a screen for the next 30 years of my life.
But for now I just hope everything goes well in the final year.
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| I miss Penang hipster foooood |
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| UMP lyfe, trying to be a Pokemon Master |
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| The beware of cows crossing sign ain't a lie |
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| True love is how a dog look it's owner |
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| Turtles can be hipsters too |
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| I LOVEEEEEE BEACHES |
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| and playing frisbee in the sun |
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| #thuglife |
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| Bae Suzy <3 |
Everything is volatile.
